Should I say, today really sucked? Honestly. What's going on? And why are people really messing things up and tossing every single issues of theirs at me? Can I know the answer to that question? It's that god-damned question that brought me writing in this blog. It's that god-damned question that left me wondering and scratching my head, HARD!

First of all, a bunch of male crooks really threw their words here and there, in the MRT, on my way home from prayers. Who they were? I seriously have no idea. Pekik tak tentu arah macam train ni bapak kau yang beli sejak kau kecik gitu. You've got future, and ... I'm seriously wondering why you do. Whatever. At least I alighted before they do.

Next, after break fast, I really coughed my throat hard. The cough with distorted sound, that kinda stuff. You know? Right, I felt like something came out of my throat. I thought it was that "kahak" that I coughed out. Rushed to the sink, spitted them all out. And guess what was that? It's blood.

Which vividly reminds me of my throat infection I had last year. But this time, more blood, and really bloody. Told Muna about it and she got panicked. Great! I coughed out blood for like about two times more, and my chest started to hurt real bad. Layed myself on the sofa and drank the barley drink Ameen bought. No effect.

Fine. I just went on with the night like an idiot being all alone at home. Apparently, more sources for headaches came by. And that sucks.

Okay, I was told to help out in an arguement between Iqbal and Hazril, old friends I guess. One was against the other for a lady. Yes, sweet-looking indeed. But a bitch inside. Tudung before, tatoos then. Come on, you guys are men of your own religion. Can't you guys get better? So, yeah. I told them those. And guess what? Both of them got really burnt up about my words. What the fish?! I was really trying to save you guys there okay? Since one of you can't give in, why not if both of you don't get her at all? Afterall, she's really bitchy!

They both threw me with blah blah and blahs. I didn't say a word and just left the conversation. It's always better to talk with your own sweetheart, isn't it? So, I started typing down my sweet talks to her. And shitly, before I could, I was invited by those two again, and threw me with those blah blah and blahs again! Urgh! Screw you, bastards! Splat, splash, blush, dush. Words flew here and there. Don't wanna talk about it.

Of course, it really turned my day down, doesn't it? I really had no mood to talk, and seriously, I don't. Muna talked to me about her stuffs, and I just read what she said. Cigarrettes, clan, other stuffs. Okay, I just replied with a word or few. And heck, she suddenly blew up? Why? What the heck did I do wrong? Then she said that she's going off. Okay. And she'll meet me tomorrow IF she has the mood. That REALLY does it! Why not if you don't meet me at all? Would that cheer you up?

I don't understand why are all these happening to us. But what I kept thinking was, we aren't in any relationship YET. But we kept having quarrels here and there. Doesn't it seems like there's something wrong here? I don't know. You should ask yourself. And you know what? I just wished you know how devoted I've always been to you ; carving your name on the desktop, creating OUR characters in the Sims 2 game, staring at your photo you gave me. Now that it's happening, I'm beginning to have doubts.

That's all.